All language subtitles for Wisting.S03E03.NORWEGiAN.720p.WEB.h264-BAKFYLLA

-Look at what I've got.
-Wow.

-Don't!
-It doesn't work. Try it.

Marvin!

Erlend! Boys? Where are you?

WISTING

16 pounds.

-What's that on the street?
-1.5 million dollars.

-Did they find any prints?
-Yeah, they matched the girl.

-But only the handle
-So...

Layla Hassimi was used
as some kind of a courier?

And then she got stressed
and lost the suitcase.

And was killed for it.

Fuck.

Matches the other victims.
The children are used as drug mules.

So you're saying we're up against
an international smuggling network?

But why put a head on a stick
and create all of this attention?

It's a warning.

That the organization know.
You do what we tell you, or else.

Someone in Larvik
was supposed to receive those drugs.

-And we need to find out who.
-Hey, I think I found something.

I talked to everyone
who works at the train station.

One of them remembered a man
coming by asking for a red suitcase.

So, I go through
their security footage, and...

Look, that's him.
It looks like he's hiding his face.

Check if any other cameras
may have picked him up.

The farmer... He's been shot.

You know, the farm where they stole
the stake, the fence pole.

-Coming?
-You go. I'll stick with this.

Benjamin? Could you watch him?
Make sure he gets to pee.

What?

That fucking pig.

Well, can you tell me what happened?

That fucking Muslim pig came back
and tried to kill me.

Did you see which way he ran?

No. I was in here
looking for my boys.

Suddenly there was a bang.

-From where?
-It must have come from outside.

Somewhere outside.

Did you see anything?

-No.
-No.

Next time I'll get him
with my shotgun.

I suggest you leave
that shotgun alone.

-How is your leg?
-Well...

Hello, boys.
Daddy will be just fine.

So... Did any of you see
what happened?

Were you not together?

It was Marvin who found it.

What did you find, Marvin?

The boys said they found the gun
down by the fence.

Do you think the killer dropped it?
When he stole the stake?

The farmer did say
he was caught by surprise.

Colt 1911.

Wait a minute.

Hi, Benjamin.
I just sent you a photo.

The stolen firearms
we suspected Cato Dalen of...

Do you remember if there was
a Colt 1911 among them?

OK. Give me a sec.

-He said a Muslim stole the stake.
-He thought a Muslim shot him too.

A Colt 45 caliber...
It's got the same serial number.

OK. Tell forensics to check if the
same weapon killed Jens Faldbakk.

Hammer and I will go
and visit Dalen now.

And Nils says to remember Ottar.

She wasn't someone
who talked a lot, but...

Layla was very clever.
Only got A's and B's.

She didn't brag about it.

You could ask for help
without feeling like an idiot.

Did Layla talk about
what she wanted to do after school?

I did not give you
permission to film here.

Sammy said it was OK
to ask some questions.

You should have asked me
regardless.

No more of this.
The kids need peace and quiet.

OK.
Maybe I can interview you instead.

I've just been to see Jens' family.

They're asking why the police think
he was involved with his clients.

-Was he?
-I don't know.

When did you guys divorce?

It's about three years ago.

Yes. Around that time my mom left.

-I'm not sure what you're getting at.
-Why did mom leave?

Why did she suddenly
quit her job and leave?

You were best friends.
Did something happen?

-You should talk to your dad.
-Why can't you answer me?

Speak to your dad!

You haven't said
anything about yesterday.

-Yesterday?
-Yes. Good night with Maggie?

Hope I didn't interrupt the fun.

-Is Cato home?
-No.

-May we come in?
-Why?

-I told you, he isn't here.
-Can you give Cato a message?

-I don't know where he is.
-Tell him I want to talk to him.

He makes it worse for himself
by avoiding us.

-Makes what worse?
-William!

-Is that your bag?
-No.

Is it Cato's?

I don't know.
I've never seen it before.

We need an APB on Dalen.
And ask for his cell to be tracked.

Hello, Suzanne. How are you?

Line was here.
She asked about Jens and me.

And she asked why Ingrid left.

And what did you say?

Nothing. I thought that is up to you.

William...

I think she knows.

-Fucking thief. Bitch!
-I need to go. Bye.

Give it to me!

No...

-Bitch!
-Stop it, Hanan.

-Fucking thief.
-Stop it!

Give me that. Now.

I just found it in the laundry room.

Go inside. We'll talk in a minute.

What's going on? Huh?

-Is it Layla's?
-Yes.

-Let's go to your room.
-I don't want to.

-It's my fault.
-What is? What's your fault?

Layla... I should have realized.

Why should you have realized?

It was exactly the same thing
that happened to Khaled.

Hello?

Hello?

Is anyone here?

-Tommy?
-Yes.

What the fuck are you doing?

-What are you doing here?
-I need a place to sleep.

-Melina said it was fine.
-Still no need to kill me.

-Who did you think it was?
-I fucked with the wrong people.

Listen. I don't want
to get involved in your mess.

You just need to keep quiet
about me being here.

You owe me that
after what I did for you in prison.

And I need to borrow
the gun you bought from me.

I need to get it back.

Fine.

Hi.

-Where is she?
-In there.

This is Khaled Athari, a refugee
who lived here for three years.

Last year UDI
managed to track down his granddad-

-in a mountain village
in Afghanistan.

So he lost his residence permit
and was sent home?

Yes. Politicians love family reunions
when they don't take place here.

The day Khaled started
10th grade with his buddies,-

-the police came and dragged him
out of bed at 5.30 am.

-This is not easy for anyone.
-No. But I don't feel sorry for you.

Hanan, can tell them
what you told us?

Khaled said they took him.
They forced him to take a suitcase.

-When was this?
-Last year. Before the summer.

-Where were they going?
-Sweden. Gothenburg.

They kept him in an apartment, then
gave him a ticket and a suitcase.

Back to Larvik?

Did he say anything
about the people who took him,-

-or who he gave the suitcase to?

I just know that if he had snitched,-

-they would have cut his head off.

Line, wait.

Is it true you and Suzanne
had an affair?

Where did you hear that?

Is that why mom suddenly decided
to build schools in Africa?

Line, this isn't easy to...

Can we go somewhere else?

If you want company,
just ask that fucking Suzanne.

Line, hey...

Is everything OK here?

None of this is OK.

DAD: CAN YOU CALL ME?

Has something happened?

Only that I found out
that my dad is an asshole.

He's a cop.
What the fuck did you think?

Hey...

I grew up with a dad
who lives in prison. I mean...

How bad can it be?

-Just forget it.
-No, tell me.

I want to think about something else.

Sex?

-Does it seem like it?
-I'm allowed to try.

-Is someone else here?
-No. It's the stupid cistern.

It's fucked up, so...

I know what we can do.
It's better than sex, actually.

Look at this.

-Admit it's a little bit fun.
-OK. A little bit.

-Where did you get it from?
-Don't be such a bore.

Try and load it?

Tough lady.

Nobody will dare to bully our kid.

Just do your business now. Here.

What's up, Benjamin?

It's probably nothing,
but it's about Maggie.

Maggie?

What the hell are you doing?
Going through my things?

Who the hell is Alek Begi?

-I was going to tell you.
-Is it him we're looking for?

-An American soldier?
-Ex-soldier.

-Is he the reason why you're here?
-We're not sure.

Who the hell are 'we'? You know
something, but let us waste our time?

Like I said, not sure.

I wanted to tell you, OK? I...

-I was ordered not to.
-Why?

Classified. I'm sorry.

If you don't trust us Maggie,
we don't trust you.

So please talk to me,
or get the hell out!

Begi went missing six years ago.

He was born in Sweden, but moved
to Chicago when he was three.

Apparently he excelled in languages-

-because the army gave him a full
scholarship right out of high school.

By the time he was deployed
to Afghanistan, he had studied-

-the religion, the culture,
Arabic, Dhari, who knows what else.

He was an excellent translator.
Brave, almost reckless on a mission.

Made great contacts,
and then one day-

-the guy gets into his jeep,
drives off the base and disappears,-

-never returns.

-He was captured?
-That's what we thought.

We lost two men
on a mission to get him out.

But then we realized
that he was using his army contacts-

-to smuggle heroin on cargo planes.

We hoped he was dead
and it would never come out.

And then two years later
his fingerprints show up in Hamburg,-

-at a crime scene.

The head on the stake.

We believe that he's in charge
of the smuggling route.

Running drugs through
Northern Europe, financing terror-

-and getting rich while he does it.

Children are kidnapped and killed,
but you kept us in the dark.

And for what reason?
To avoid embarrassment?

I came here to make sure
it never happened again.

That's why I was sent to Copenhagen,
to clean up our own mess.

And when we find him?

He's got to be stopped.

Listen, I...

I'm sure you want to share
this information with your people.

I get it. But I would really
appreciate it if you would just wait.

Why? Because you're
afraid of losing your job?

After telling you this the last thing
I'm worried about, is losing my job.

We need to get this motherfucker.
Let me help you.

Khaled Athari was deported
to Afghanistan last August,-

-and we believe
that he was forced to be a drug mule-

-by the same people that used Layla.

-Do we have any idea who they are?
-We're looking into it.

They pray on the most vulnerable
because they think no one will care.

Let's prove them wrong.

Right now this boy is our best hope
of tracking them down.

I checked with UDI, the Norwegian
immigration authorities.

Neither they nor Afghan authorities
know where Khaled has been.

They believe he's maybe tried
to get back into Europe, but...

So he could be anywhere,
or dead even?

I suggest that we try Frontex.
They coordinate the EU outer borders.

-And put out a warrant to Interpol.
-I'll ask my FBI contacts for help.

-Anything new on Cato Dalen?
-His friends haven't been very...

...pratsomme.

-Talkative?
-Yeah, nice.

-Has William been teaching you?
-We have two murders to solve.

We may have a sighting of his car.
We're heading out there now.

Yes, come on now.

You know that animal welfare
can take him, right?

Don't talk like that
in front of Ottar, please.

There you go. Come on.

That's his car at least.

Hammer...

-Overdose?
-At least it looks like it.

Are OD's common here?

Welcome to the second happiest
country in the world.

There's no sign of struggling,
but to me this looks too...

-Too neat?
-Yeah.

I have to take this.
Hi, I'm a bit busy.

I was wondering something,
because I'm here with Sunniva.

-I'm here with Sunniva.
-Yes, but why?

I saw her being bullied at school.

And there were
no teachers there to intervene.

Have you been spying on her?

-Where are you now?
-I brought her here to comfort her.

She was sitting all alone, crying.

I'm at the bakery in Valby.

-Sissel, you have to take her back.
-She says she doesn't want to.

You have to take her back.
This can ruin everything.

-This is kidnapping, abduction.
-But I'm her mom.

Stay where you are. I'm coming.

Sorry, I have to go.

Cato! Is it Cato?

Melina, Melina...
Let's go down there and talk.

Did they kill him?

Is it Cato?

It's OK. Come.
Come with me and let's talk.

Hi, have you seen a blonde lady
with a little girl?

Yes, they left.

-Did you see where they went?
-No, I'm afraid not.

-What the fuck were you thinking?
-I don't want to talk about it.

-You know you can lose her for good.
-Why do you care?

I am a good mother.

I just wish you thought the same.

This is Cato, right?

Did Cato use heroin, Melina?

No.

Not anymore. And never injections.

You said someone had killed him.
Can you explain what you meant?

Who was he scared of?

We believe Cato stole some firearms
and that one was used in a murder.

-Cato has never killed anyone.
-So what did he need guns for?

He was asked to get them
a long time ago.

-For who?
-He said it was better I didn't know.

It's my fault.

I wanted to party
because it was my birthday.

I didn't know he was picking up
a fucking suitcase.

He just overslept.

Nobody kills someone
just because they oversleep.

-Hello.
-I just watched your interview.

It's really strong stuff.

-Do you think we should use it?
-Of course. This Sammy is golden.

Make him the main character.

I'm not sure
he's ready for all that attention.

He clearly trusts you. Use it.

Speak to you later, Nina.

-I thought you said you'd be late.
-Cato...

He's dead.

-The guy I met at the bar?
-Yes.

-What happened?
-Overdose.

His girlfriend came by.
She was devastated.

-Didn't know you knew him that well.
-Well, I didn't.

We used to hang out,
but he had some crazy opinions.

Far to the right, to put it mildly.

-Cato, what was his surname?
-Dalen.

Was he a heroin dealer?

What happened just now?
This turned into a fucking interview.

The police were looking for him
in connection to the murders.

Work... That's what
you're thinking about now?

I'm wondering
if he could be involved.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I'm going out for a while.
God damnit.

-Did you speak to Hussain?
-Yes, they found nothing in the car.

What did Cato's girlfriend say?

That it was Cato's fault the suitcase
got lost, that's why he was killed.

I'm sorry I left earlier.

-What happened?
-Sissel and I are not in agreement.

-Is there anything I can do?
-Do you fancy a dog?

Except that.

-Hey, I found him.
-What?

Khaled. He changed his name
and applied for asylum again.

-Where?
-Sweden.

I used facial recognition
to match his photo.

This was two months ago. Why didn't
the European system match him?

I don't know. I think he's in Sweden.
His last address was in Karlstad.

-I'll check with the police there.
-We should go and talk to him.

-And who are 'we'?
-You and me.

-What's up?
-Thanks for coming.

I didn't have anything better to do.

-Nice.
-Yes, well it's just a rental.

Spoiled. Do you still have
the weed I gave you?

Do you know who this is?

Cato Dalen.

Sammy, what do you know?

Well... I know he's a dealer.

For who?

Could you find out?

Khaled can't be in Sweden,
he would have called us.

Not if he was afraid of being
deported, or of the kidnappers.

Why are you telling me this?

We're going to go there
and talk to him.

We believe Khaled can help us find
Layla and Jens' killer.

Can you tell us anything about him
that would help us talk to him?

You want my advice?
Let me go with you.

No, we can't...

He'll never talk to you. Not after
the way the police treated him.

-None of us were involved in that.
-You think he'll see the difference?

Can you give us a minute?

I appreciate your offer,
but it's impossible.

-We have procedures to follow.
-Yes, that's what we always say.

That we must follow procedure.

While kids who only know Norway are
sent to a country foreign to them.

Or they die slowly at a camp
in Greece or drown in the sea.

William... I've lost everything.

My husband, and Layla.

The kids here
don't feel safe anymore.

Could you please give me the chance
to do something for one poor boy?

You caved, didn't you?

Special agent Griffin.

Lennart Mellander, Chief Inspector.
We spoke on the phone.

It's quite out of the ordinary for
Swedish police to work with the FBI.

I'm officially here as an advisor
for the Norwegian police.

This is William Wisting,
he's from the Larvik police.

Your murders made
big headlines in Sweden as well.

-Is it connected to terrorism?
-We're trying to find out.

And this Afghan kid,
Khaled Athari, he can help?

-We think so.
-Have you found Khalid?

We had to, how do you say it,
shake a few trees, but yeah.

The boy works here. Illegally.

We could take him in, charge him
with use of false identity.

We would prefer a softer approach.
The boy's a witness, not a suspect.

-And we really need his help.
-OK.

-Well, then.
-Yes.

Khaled?

Hi.

It's good to see you again.

Are you going to tell me
where we are going?

You wanted to know
who this Dalen guy worked for.

-So don't ask about anything else.
-OK.

This guy doesn't like
stupid questions.

Take this turn.

Sammy... Who's behind us?

I know him.
He's just checking that we're alone.

-I want to know who it is.
-Don't stress.

Fuck, drive!
It's someone else! Drive!

Look straight ahead.

No sudden movements.
Put your hands on your knees.

-You too!
-Do as he says.

What do you want?

I'm missing
the contents of a suitcase.

You're going to help me get it back.

-What do you mean?
-Don't you think I know who you are?

-Who your father is?
-Leave her alone!

Shut up, or you want to end up
in the square like your girlfriend?

OK, I'll help you. Just let Sammy go.

It's up to you. You're going to get
my heroin from the police station.

-You have 24 hours, or he dies.
-What?

You heard me.

-How am I supposed to do that?
-You'll figure it out.

How can I know
you're not going to hurt him?

Would you prefer
I did it here and now? Ready?

No, no!

24 hours or the boy dies.

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car!

This is your last chance, kid.
Three, two...

Translated by: Nina Flesvik
Iyuno-SDI Group